Story Behind The Song

Raucous Young Street Love narrative about your girl ... ...Cheating with your best friend and discovering you are being used... like a sacrifice... Like an altar to the priests of the Night

Song Description

Like riddles in the night. Call me up and sympathize ...Fill me up and analyze Tear me up and throw me out Like an altar to the priests You've come to pay ...the price ...you've come to feed the beast I'm not your sacrifice ...I'm not your sacrifice

Lyrics

Riddles in the Night: LYRICS Keith Michael Field

Verse
Like riddles in the night ...In the nighttime
Don't know what time it was, but I woke up every morning wondering where you were

Call me up in sympathize fill me up and analyze

Like riddles in the night.
Call me up and sympathize ...Fill me up and analyze
Tear me up and throw me out
Like an altar to the priests

Riddles in the night ...Take you in the parking lot ...take you by the parking lot

Call me up and sympathize ...gonna make it up ...get me up and out a here ...
Tear me up and throw me out ... Tear me up and throw me out
Riddles in the night

In the night call me up ...in the prime time ....in the night time
In a loop in the crime time
Like an altar to the priests


Call me up and sympathize ...Fill me up and analyze
Call me up and sympathize ...Fill me up and analyze
Call me up and sympathize ...Fill me up and analyze

Tear me up and throw me out ...like an altar to the priests

Chorus

You've come to pay ...the price ...you've come to feed the beast
I'm not your sacrifice ...I'm not your sacrifice

Like riddles in the nighttime... riddles in the sky

Taking all your dreams away, like villains in the nighttime

Verse

Peeking on the corner with my best friend ...think an accident ....
Give it up to my best friend ...
Got his tongue in your mouth and your feet with your hands going south

I can't believe what you've done to me.
I almost broke down and cried
I almost broke down and cried ...
You don't give me no victim of circumstance.
I'm just a kid I'm thinking about making out ...
Just give me what I want.
Give me what I want. Give me what I want.

Oh bullshit I don't want to hear it anymore.
Just give me what I want. ...
Give me what I want
Give me what I want. Call me...

Hey yeah
Call me up and sympathize ...Fill me up and analyze
Tear me up and throw me out ...like an altar to the priests

Chorus

You've come to pay the price you've come to feed the beast
I'm not your sacrifice ...I'm not sure sacrifice

Yeah, yay for me up and throw me lies like riddles in the nighttime
You're so inside your dharma you forgot about your karma

It's something that you're supposed to have
Like the victim of a crime ...they couldn't figure out the time of the crime was committed. They never saw it coming.
I never saw it coming.
I didn't need the halo there's something so shallow
A story like that all it needs ...its now I got it
It's so hard to beat and you're selling you bod like a commodity